Lyrics:
boxing
My main adversary any silly concoction
Freeze your face like botulinum toxin
If you ain't trying to get popped, then give me a option
Helicopters
and got disallowed (Haha)
And I ain't got gangdem ties
And I ain't trying to force beef don't put pressure on none of my guys
And if you say you ain't
cash flow take a downfall when your shit not on the ball
Who you gonna call?
Hustle hustle hustle hustle
First you see a flash and then you smell
thing cuz it's too sweet
I be lifted of you I don't need no treats
Brown skin Ghirardelli
Imma bite that
And you know that she ain't going she gone bite
away, don't let it slip away
I got my eyes downfield
Give it all I got 'til I sign that deal
You know a dream ain't a dream til you see one through
cnd
fuck with you, 'cause I got
33 ways, to murder the game, being as real as I can
Bitch, I ain't playin'
You fuckin' with me, I'm throwin' the dirt on your
for money and we just can't budge
It's taking a toll on your dreams, so you gave up
And now the pain stuck
They ain't showin' nothin' but fake love
From a pot to the block with a hand to hand you
Cook that white with Sprite that's if you wanna scandal
Pitbull Rich boy we got clients too
Don't pull
from the start
Callin' , missin', trippin', hide yo' feelings
Long as you falling for me, you ain't leaving
I don't got nobody but with you right now
It's only dark till it ain't no more
Left from the crib in the AM, this is right
off of the back of me losing my job, and the
rent gets paid by
No matter black, white, brown, red or yellow
Discriminate not race but minds that are shallow
Whatever you do the best I will learn and follow
Cause
imagination cook
She don't play by the rules
She don't go by the book
All the boys want to know if she's got something to hide
All the girls are relieved
Stop talkin that snot
Sayin you a killer I ain't seen nuthin get killed by whoever you got
You say you keep hittin them licks I check wit the homie
ain't Michael Phelps
My Canada goose coat, hide my belt, that's up under my belt
If I pull it out, you get a whoopin'
I ain't pullin' out this bitch, she
snap a second time
After that, I guarantee
You will be standing next to me
Left or right side, take your pick
But girl, you've got to make it
had to let go, you playin for life
The Manifesto, here comes the beat because I said so keep pushin
I got the cushion for the seat of your soul
Back in
and go out
In a blaze if you got to!
Otherwise you ain't shit! You might as
Well be dead your damn self!"
"You tryin' to tell me I ain't shit?"
"I ain't
Champagne leather, champagne leather
My life a party so pour me some crown
Head in the clouds got my toes on the ground
Ain't runnin shit you just running
Movin things by the pound boy.
So if you want it you can get it,
Just be headin south bound,
And watch yourself or get took out,
This world ain't safe.
a stack
Cause for every point you get a blue face
I got so much cash I need a suitcase
Ain't gotta come up for air until you blue faced
So get in your bag,
thangs but now I got quarter dames
Got a quarter of a new vehicle and quarter chains
I'm not tryin' to be your girlfriend (you dig)
I ain't even
be by myself
Cuz I only got me and I only got mines
If u ain't rocking wit a nigga I might leave u behind
Keep a 9 mil wen I slide
I can't let
the jukebox jam and the wood chop light
You see that fence post nail at the top
To hold the water bucket when the faucet's off
That hide-a-way shed ain't
Coming down, gripping grain up on the do'
On the flo man you slow, and not knowing that she's a hoe
You give her all your feelings, she giving me all
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